You’re not here for a long time, you’re here for a good time……… why not both?
22/01/12 • 5 Comments

I drank the slab that Bon Scott drunkI injected some of Hendrix’s junkI booked a seat on Lynyrd Skynyrd’s planeMama Cass’ sandwich I ate the same Now I’m bored, now I’m bored, Now I’m bored and there’s no stopping (He’ll never be an) Old Man River – T.I.S.M.   Here I sit 22 days into a 91 day sabbatical contemplating the path I left in favour of the one most traveled. It is clear that I, along with what appears to be most of my fellow humans turned lazy somewhere around my early twenties. It seems when one starts full time work their free time becomes a rush to fit in as much of a good time as possible (and by this I define good time as getting on the gas) without paying attention to their own health or well being.  To this point I stopped exercising, playing most social [...]

356 Hours down
15/01/12 • 2 Comments

Now I’m in ControlNow I’m in the fall outOnce asleep but now I standAnd I still remember your sweet everythingLight a Roman Candle and hold it in your hand 4th of July – Soundgarden It has been 356 hours since the alcohol blockade began (not that I’m counting) and I’m happy to say my powder remains dry.  It hasn’t been easy at times but I have been amazed by how supportive everyone has been….. even those that I thought might view it with disdain. My biggest test was last week when I had an invite to meet up with my boss and some friends at the pub after work.  Normally this type of casual catchup would entail talking a bit of work, having a punt, sharing some stories and throwing back up to a dozen schooners before heading home.  It was with some trepidation I agreed to go but I [...]

It’s On like Donkey Kong
31/12/11 • 5 Comments

I don’t want to say I love you That would give away too much Hip to be detached and precious The only thing you feel is vicious I don’t wanna say I want you Even though I want you so much It’s wrapped up in conversation Whispered in a hush Though I’m frightened by the word Think it’s time I made it heard No more empty self-possession Vision swept under the mat It’s no new years resolution It’s more than that Message to my Girl – Split Enz Hello Sunday morning indeed.  Here I am Sunday January 1st with a clear head and an even clearer picture of the road that lies ahead of me.  I don’t pretend to think for a second that this is going to be easy, I’ve fallen into that trap before.  When wifey was first pregnant and we were trying to not to let the [...]

T Minus 7 Days….again
25/12/11 • 2 Comments

st1\:*{behavior:url(#ieooui) } /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:”Table Normal”; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:””; mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; mso-para-margin:0cm; mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:”Times New Roman”;} The countdown has started and it is with some trepidation and increasing self pride that I embark on what will be the longest dry stretch of my life since I was 17……… Possibly 16.  Shit, that’s half a lifetime ago! Without expanding on what I hope to achieve during this journey and what has drawn me to it (this will follow at another time so keep an eye out) I find myself asking with the festive season upon us what approach do I take over the next week before my journey starts?  Do I a. go for all out binge in an effort to put 3 months worth of drinking into seven days so that my net return come April is neutral OR b. go cold [...]